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Promiscuity is the death of love. — Edna O'Brien

Ideally I'd like to spend two evenings a week talking to Proust and another conversing with the Holy Ghost. — Edna O'Brien

It was then I cried, cried for the fact of not having cried and for the immensity of tears yet to be shed. — Edna O'Brien

History is said to be written by the victors. Fiction, by contrast, is largely the work of injured bystanders. — Edna O'Brien

Horses are the ruination of everyone, your father has a craze for them but then we all do crazy things. — Edna O'Brien

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough! — Edna St. Vincent Millay

It was the first time that I came face to face with madness and feared it and was fascinated by it. — Edna O'Brien

O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard,
Time has estranged you into a jewel cold and pure — Edna St. Vincent Millay

There was I, devouring books and yet allowing a man who had never read a book to walk me home for a bit of harmless fumbling on the front steps. — Edna O'Brien

Money talks, but tell me why all it says is just Goodbye. — Edna O'Brien

When something has been perfect, there is a tendency to try hard to repeat it. — Edna O'Brien

Writers really live in the mind and in hotels of the soul. — Edna O'Brien

August is a wicked month. — Edna O'Brien

I'm a tuning fork, tense and twanging all the time ... — Edna O'Brien

You would not believe how many words there are for 'home' and what savage music there can be wrung from it. — Edna O'Brien

So many that had died on the scaffold and many more to die including, though she did not know it then, her own son. — Edna O'Brien

In a way winter is the real spring, the time when the inner things happen, the resurge of nature. — Edna O'Brien

Everything hinged on money, — Edna O'Brien

I knew I had done something awful. I had killed love, before I even knew the enormity of what love meant. — Edna O'Brien

Oh, God, who does not exist, you hate women, otherwise you'd have made them different. And Jesus, who snubbed your mother, you hate them more. — Edna O'Brien

After that dark woman you search for someone who will fit into the irregular corners of your heart. — Edna O'Brien

In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things. — Edna O'Brien

I did not sleep. I never do when I am over-happy, over-unhappy, or in bed with a strange man. — Edna O'Brien

Michael, my darling light. Be sure to have Masses said for the repose of his soul and for us. Your loving mother, Bridget — Edna O'Brien

Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it. — Edna O'Brien

Fear is a dreadful drawback because it stops us living in the moment. — Edna O'Brien

Yes, the living, the mangled, the scarified, with the crazed responsibility of remembering everything, everything. — Edna O'Brien

most prized of all, her secretaire, a Napoleon III desk, full of nooks and crannies and pigeonholes, — Edna O'Brien

When you fall in love, it is spring no matter when. Leaves falling make no difference, they are from another season ... — Edna O'Brien

But we want young men. Romance. Love and things, I said, despondently. — Edna O'Brien

I have always espoused chastity except when one can no longer resist the temptation. — Edna O'Brien

Ordinary life bypassed me, but I also bypassed it. It couldn't have been any other way.Conventional life and conventional people are not for me. — Edna O'Brien

Writers are always anxious, always on the run
from the telephone, from responsibilities, from the distractions of the world. — Edna O'Brien

Death in its way comes just as much of a surprise as birth. — Edna O'Brien

Shadows of love, inebriations of love, foretastes of love, trickles of love, but never yet the one true love. — Edna O'Brien

A country encapsulates our childhood and those lanes, byres, fields, flowers, insects, suns, moons and stars are forever reoccurring. — Edna O'Brien

I know the mistake I am making. I see the exits in life. — Edna O'Brien

motherless mothers with their skinless mysteries. — Edna O'Brien

remember love is all bull, the only true love is that between mother and child. — Edna O'Brien

The vote means nothing to women. We should be armed. — Edna O'Brien

It was all terrible and tiring and meaningless. — Edna O'Brien

Writing is the product of a deeply disturbed psyche, and by no means therapeutic. — Edna O'Brien

What we forgot as children is that our parents are children, also. The child in them has not been satisfied or met or loved, often. — Edna O'Brien

Darkness is drawn to light, but light does not know it; light must absorb the darkness and therefore meet its own extinguishment. — Edna O'Brien

I was lonelier than I should be, for a woman in love, or half in love. — Edna O'Brien

She was happy I was home, I would come often, I would be company, — Edna O'Brien

her untimely death. Death for her meant death for us both. — Edna O'Brien

Oh, love, what an unreasoning creature it grew to be. — Edna O'Brien

I am not kind, I cut people off as with shears and I drop them like nettles. — Edna O'Brien

It's not the vote women need, we should be armed. — Edna O'Brien

If we are taken all together, we might muster some courage, but from the previous evidence it is likely that we will be taken separately. — Edna O'Brien

There was always a real reason for everything - why spoons tarnished, and jam furred, and people declined into God, or drink, or card games. — Edna O'Brien

Life was a bitch. Love also was a bitch. — Edna O'Brien

We hide the truer part of ourselves when we love. — Edna O'Brien

I had not the heart to tell her that great love stories told of the pain and separateness between men and women. — Edna O'Brien

In the bodily garden the apple lurks. — Edna O'Brien

She said the reason that love is so painful is that it always amounts to two people wanting more than two people can give. — Edna O'Brien

Flaubert claimed that we each have a royal room in our hearts into which only very few are admitted. — Edna O'Brien

You might have written. Every bit of your daily life interests me. I wrote this day fortnight but it was returned. Tampered with. — Edna O'Brien

We have so many voices in us, how do we know which ones to obey? — Edna O'Brien

If the Holy Communion touched my teeth, I thought that was a mortal sin — Edna O'Brien

Never forget this moment, the hum of the bee, the saffron threads of the flower, the drawn blinds, nature's assiduousness and human cruelty. — Edna O'Brien

Wherever there were horses or ponies the mushrooms always sprang up. — Edna O'Brien

Dilly reckons it would be difficult to thread those needles, the eyes so small, especially with her cataracts. — Edna O'Brien

What matters is the imaginative truth. — Edna O'Brien

My hand does the work and I don't have to think; in fact, were I to think, it would stop the flow. It's like a dam in the brain that bursts. — Edna O'Brien

I'm an Irish Catholic and I have a long iceberg of guilt. — Edna O'Brien

Writing is like carrying a fetus. — Edna O'Brien

That is the mystery about writing: it comes out of afflictions, out of the gouged times, when the heart is cut open. — Edna O'Brien

For me to write I have to be, a, alone, and b, know that nobody is going to question me. I write the way a thief steals; it's a little covert. — Edna O'Brien

Movie people are possessed by demons, but a very low form of demons. — Edna O'Brien

People liking you or not liking you is an accident and is to do with them and not you. That goes for love too, only more so. — Edna O'Brien

I always want to be in love, always. It's like being a tuning fork. — Edna O'Brien

Jealousy is the direct result of self-betrayal. — Edna O'Brien

Gabriel, the man she might have tied the knot with except that it was not meant to be. Putting memories to sleep, like putting an animal down. — Edna O'Brien

On the island of tears, we were subjected to every kind of humiliation, — Edna O'Brien

Irish Catholicism is very much founded on the stone of fear and of punishment. — Edna O'Brien

You're a right-looking eejit — Edna O'Brien

I have some women friends but I prefer men. Don't trust women. There is a built-in competition between women. — Edna O'Brien

It is not good to repudiate the dead because then they do not leave you alone, they are like dogs that bark intermittently at night. — Edna O'Brien

Writers, however mature and wise and eminent, are children at heart. — Edna O'Brien

Sometimes one word can recall a whole span of life. — Edna O'Brien

Her little treasures. Each item reminding her of someone or of something. — Edna O'Brien

When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious. — Edna O'Brien

Kindness. The most unkind thing of all. — Edna O'Brien

holidays took the poisons out of everyday life. — Edna O'Brien

The words ran away with me. — Edna O'Brien

Countries are either mothers or fathers, and engender the emotional bristle secretly reserved for either sire. — Edna O'Brien

You have to be lonely to be a writer — Edna O'Brien